Consider it.

Trading such a trinket for a magnificent steed is an exceedingly advantageous bargain.

If you wish, you could also bring your maid along for a ride.

The broad back of the horse can easily accommodate both of you.

" The horse trader raised his eyebrows, adopting a knowing expression as if to suggest that every man understood the implications.

While a bunny girl did not conform to the orish aesthetic, she was quite popular in human cities.

The intentions behind such a purchase were clearly understood by all.

Fongghao observed the merchants's exuberance, noting that heir's face flushed with embarrassment at the implications being made.

Only a pair of rabbit ears turned crimson as the conversation unfolded.

Silence.

Spare me your incessant pattle.

Fonggha interrupted coldly.

His sudden rebuke caused the horse traitor's grin to gradually stiffen.

Although conflict and plunder were forbidden here.

This was still the domain of the orcs.

A mere human accompanied by a fragile rabbitkin dared to challenge him.

He intended to demonstrate the might of his kind.

You insolent human.

I was graciously explaining things to you, yet you chose to insult me.

If you do not clarify your words today, I shall slay you.

And even Chief Tylock will not be able to intervene.

With his chilling words, several robust orcs rose, casting cold glares and fongous direction.

Just as he retrieved a few battle coins from his pocket, he paused at the traitor's threats.

Shaking the gleaming coins in his hand, he retorted, "So, are you selling or not?" The horse trader's fury evaporated upon seeing the battle coins and his greasy smile returned.

Ah, what you say is true.

Of course I am selling.

The other orcs poised for battle resumed their seats.

It was the first time they had seen someone place money not in a pouch but their sides.

Very well.

28 battle coins and these horses are mine.

Fungho wished to avoid further trivialities with the trader and promptly stated the requisite sum.

Here you go.

The horse trader accepted the coins, his grotesque face al light with joy.

He then personally untied the horses and handed the reigns to Fongghao.

As the pair led the horses away, the traitor realized the young human had seen through his attempt to deceive him, yet was surprised to find he indeed possessed wealth.

Moreover, it was in the universally accepted battle coins.

"He is not to be underestimated," the merchant murmured.

"Aside from the five horses, Fongghao found no more available for sale.

He decided to take these five to the designated area for carriages where specialized stables provided fodder and if desired offered grooming services for a fee.

By noon, Fong Hao and Eer planned to head to the tavern.

He intended to resolve their lunch there and procure some spices.

Clang.

As he pushed open the door, a copper bell rang out with a clear chime.

Upon entering, the once boisterous hall fell momentarily silent, only to resume its clamor 2 seconds later.

Patrons were engaged in drinking, gambling, and various other activities.

The tavern keeper, a bull-headed creature clad in an apron, was busy wiping down the counter with cloth.

"What would you like to drink?" he inquired.

"Just water and two servings of meat patties," Fongo replied.

"Works, it seemed, were not merely brutish.

They possessed their own culture and customs.

" However, the diet remained predominantly carnivorous, and the various tribes seldom engaged in agriculture.

The proprietor wiped his hands, and while fetching water for the two, Fong Ho's gaze fell upon several yellowed papers on the counter.

What is this? Fong Ho inquired with curiosity.

The owner glanced up and replied, "These are reports from merchants across various regions detailing resource points and such.

Each report costs five gold coins or one battle currency.

There's also a slave contract available for one battle currency.

The Mana market is considered a city with a significant flow of population.

Tribal caravans from nearby areas often post various pieces of information for sale here.

However, the information is not always accurate, and one must verify independently after purchase.

Rather than true intelligence, it is essentially a single page map.

I shall take them all, Fong Ho declared, producing four battle coins and placing them on the counter.

The proprietor accepted the coins and handed over three maps along with the slave contract.

The three maps were titled Ogre Stronghold, abandoned mine, and unknown cave.

Fonhao tucked the maps away, intending to have them recorded in the Lord's book once they left this place.

Shortly thereafter, the meat platter was served.

After finishing the meal, air purchased some spices from the proprietor.

As afternoon approached, the two departed from Mana Market, carrying all their gains from the day.

After moving a sufficient distance away, Fonga began to use the Lord's book to catalog all the blueprints and maps.

Blueprint for fine plate armor, green, blueprint for fine armored bracers, green.

Blueprint for wood reinforcement agent.

Ogre stronghold, abandoned mine, unknown cave, slave contract.

Additionally, they had acquired five newly purchased horses.

Their reigns tied to the rear of the cart following the procession.

With 24,000 battle coins in hand, they possessed ample resources to cover the current expenses of their territory.

Chapter 60, a call for help.

Three single page maps have been incorporated into the grand map by the Lord's book.

Several strongholds on the maps are now marked.

Among them, the ogre stronghold and the abandoned mine are in close proximity to the territory, while the unknown cave lies at a considerable distance.

Henceforth, Fonhow intends to focus on exploring these two nearby locations.

However, while their locations are established, detailed intelligence remains unclear.

The scale and combat capability of the ogre stronghold.

The potential dangers of the abandoned mine and its viability for resource extraction all require thorough investigation before proceeding with further actions.

A single misstep could lead to significant losses.

The caravan swiftly arrived at the campsite where it reunited with the skeleton army before beginning the return to the territory.

The journey proceeded smoothly.

Funha returned to the territory with all the spoils.

By the time he arrived, dusk was nearing.

While heir prepared dinner, Fongghao oversaw the transport of battle currency and rare ores into the Lord's wooden house.

These treasures must be preserved with utmost care.

Currently, the territory lacks stables or horse barns, and the horses are accommodated in the pasture, tended to buy labor skeletons.

With the addition of five new horses, Fongo decided to construct another pasture as a temporary structure until proper stabling facilities could be built.

He approached the existing pasture to erect the new one.

Level one pasture, wood 1,000, stone 800, thatch 500, hemp rope 200.

The necessary resources were basic, allowing for immediate construction.

In a burst of light, the pasture's enclosure and shelter were established.

Subsequently, Fongghow continued to upgrade the buildings to level three, which represents the highest attainable level for the territory structures at present.

The Lord's wooden house stands as the core edifice of the territory, and all buildings maximum levels are contingent upon it.

Speaking of which, it has been 3 days since the extraction of stone bricks began.

It should now meet the upgrade criteria.

He settled the horses into the new pasture and arranged for labor skeletons to care for them.